Loaf of Head

by Ice Dragon

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AVAILABLE ON CD THROUGH NAVALORAMA RECORDS:
navaloramarecords.com

Ron - Vox, and some drums
Carter - Electric Guitars and some bass
Joe - Electric Bass and some guitar
Brad - Mean Drums

“We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”

― Charles Bukowski

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released September 14, 2014

Written, Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Ron's Wrecker Service
www.facebook.com/ronswreckerservice

Cover Art by Big Billy Hackenkauf ABV

Copyright 2014 All Songs ASCAP

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Track Name: Yes I Am
Don't like to walk I'd rather run
I like the darkness more than the sun
Don't like to talk I'd rather yell
If that's a problem man you can go to hell

I am a drinkin' man
YES I AM
Yes I am
YES I AM
I'm the dirty one
YES I AM
I'm a bastard son
YES I AM
I am a lowly dog
YES I AM
I am a cloud of fog
YES I AM

Ain't always right but I'm never wrong
And I do whatever the fuck I want
I like to fight and I never win
But I always get a few good shots in

I'm an ugly mug
YES I AM
I am a biker drug
YES I AM
I am a cross eyed child
YES I AM
I am a yellow smile
YES I AM
I am a swingin' noose
YES I AM
I am a bustin' loose
YES I AM

A heart of stone and iron fists
Yeah I'm a dirty low son of a bitch
I got a knife in my pocket and a beer in my hand
Now tell me true
You really wanna fuck with me man?

Etc.
Track Name: Walkin' Tall
Leather boots and a jean jacket
With my collar up and the pants to match it
Come along with me baby and I got the bill
No need to ask her twice
She knows the deal

Been out all night
Been feelin' all right
Been havin' a good time baby
Under those city lights
You ain't got nothin'
Cuz I got it all
And when you see me walkin' baby
I'm walkin' tall

Feelin' fine as I hit the door
You mess around with me man
You'll hit the floor
Look at the way they starin'
You can tell they know
Well that's a few bars down
And too many to go

Been out all night
Been feelin' all right
Been havin' a good time baby
Under those city lights
You ain't got nothin'
Cuz I got it all
And when you see me walkin' baby
I'm walkin' tall
Track Name: The Question Unanswered
Shadow lines form
And rotten broken things
I saw a child's face as I fell asleep
A man leering in through a crack in the wall
And nothing much happened
It was enough that I saw
Why should one create such visions of hell?
Inquire on things that no one can know
The question unanswered is torment unmatched
And man can do nothing but guess
Track Name: A Song by Hildegarde Hawthorne
A Song
By Hildegarde Hawthorne

Sing me a sweet, low song of night
Before the moon is risen,
A song that tells of the stars’ delight
Escaped from day’s bright prison,
A song that croons with the cricket’s voice,
That sleeps with the shadowed trees,
A song that shall bid my heart rejoice
At its tender mysteries!

And then when the song is ended, love,
Bend down your head unto me,
Whisper the word that was born above
Ere the moon had swayed the sea;
Ere the oldest star began to shine,
Or the farthest sun to burn,—
The oldest of words, O heart of mine,
Yet newest, and sweet to learn.
Track Name: I'm Sorry to All the Girls
I don't want no sugar
It hurts my teeth
I'm too old for sweets
I need a savory older lady
Who can rock me slow and steady
That's the kind of lovin' I need

I'm sorry to all the girls
But I need a lady
Well you can call me old
You can call me crazy
But I like a woman
Who knows her mind
She knows her man
And knows what he likes

Etc.
Track Name: Livin' in the Goddamn City
The smell of burnin' oil and gasoline
And you can barely see the road out through the sheen
Everybody's tryin' ta make ends meet
They got 'em packed in tight, they got 'em linin' the streets

It's getting cold out in the city
We're all alone out in the city
There's no room to move, there's no room to breathe
You end up shakin' your head and grindin' your teeth

There's a kid out pumpin gas in the freezin' cold
There's a man who's gotta work until he's eighty years old
There's a rich woman yellin' on her telephone
She's never had a job she's got a beautiful home

It's getting cold out in the city
We're all alone out in the city
There's no room to move, there's no room to breathe
You end up shakin' your head and grindin' your teeth
Track Name: The Rising Moon, The Setting Sun
We lost the fire the smoke went out
We have no being no sense of self
The air went stale down in our lungs
We always knew this day would come
The rising moon, the setting sun

We walked for miles in white hot snow
It burned our face it froze it cold
On golden birds flew better men
Their rotted teeth and dirty grins

The cheerful start the bitter end
The cheerful start the bitter end
Don't wish us well we're not your friends

The rising moon, the setting sun
We always knew this day would come